Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6613 covered with a blanket (3)

Maybe it was because the bed was uncomfortable, Qiao Muyuan heard the sound of "crashing" water at night.

Although she was very drunk, she suddenly remembered what Yan Jia told her. She rolled out of bed and shouted in a daze, "Ji Changmu...Ji Changmu..."

In the bathroom, Ji Changmu frowned, what's going on?

He walked out enduring the pain, and Qiao Muyuan just walked to the living room, his eyes met, and there was a dark night outside the window.

Qiao Muyuan had messy hair and wrinkled clothes, standing in front of Ji Changmu wearing slippers.

He had seen the worst of her.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but Ji Changmu is still the same. Even when he is sick, he doesn't look panicked or at a loss, calm and indifferent, with a flash of surprise on his face, and then he calms down again.

He was wearing a hospital gown, baggy clothes, and his face was very pale.

"Why are you here?" He choked back the pain.

"Yanga called me, but I didn't want to come." She was sober, but her head hurt.

"Go out if you don't want to come." Ji Changmu didn't appreciate it, his face was pulled.

"Are you unreasonable? It's dark outside, and you let me go out alone? If something happens to me, won't your conscience hurt? "

Ji Changmu fell silent, pressing his stomach with one hand, and his temples were beaded with sweat.

"I'll call you a doctor." Qiao Muyuan remembered what Yan Jia had told her, went to the telephone in the living room and called the service desk.

Ji Changmu sat down on the sofa, unable to speak a word due to the pain, his hands were cold.

Qiao Muyuan sat down in the empty seat beside him, keeping some distance between the two of them. She wrung her hands and heard Ji Changmu's heavy breathing in pain.

"Is your situation serious?" Qiao Muyuan turned to him and asked him. Seeing that his head was sweating profusely, he took out a tissue to wipe his sweat.

Ji Changmu didn't refuse, he was already in so much pain that he had no energy left.

"It's okay, the doctor will be here soon, do you want some water?" Qiao Muyuan is not very good at taking care of others, let alone Ji Changmu.

Ji Changmu still didn't speak, enduring the severe pain.

A few minutes later, the doctor came in from the outside. After a brief examination of Ji Changmu, they gave him some medicine.

Ji Changmu took the medicine with warm water.

"Doctor, what's the matter with him? Is it serious?" Qiao Muyuan grabbed the corner of the doctor's clothes, his big eyes were full of worry.

"I need to do a detailed examination in the morning to find out. I may need an operation." The doctor said slowly, "Sir, you drank a lot of alcohol last night, which should not be. Been hospitalized for a few months with stomach bleeding."

Qiao Muyuan was terrified when he heard that, and he grabbed the doctor's clothes and refused to let go: "Doctor, he is as disobedient as a child. He smokes and drinks alcohol, and no one can persuade him."

"That can't be helped, and the gods can't save it. If you want your stomach to recover, you must have a healthy and reasonable life, otherwise you will be the one who suffers."

Ji Changmu leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

After taking the medicine, the pain eased a little, but his body was still very cold.

The doctor gave a few more instructions: "A nurse will come over early tomorrow morning to take you for an examination, and you are forbidden to eat before the examination. Little girl, who are you?"

"I..." Qiao Muyuan hesitated for a moment, "Cousin."

"Oh, then you take care of him and watch closely."

(End of this chapter)